"The key is, can you kill him?"
Tang Xiaobao was laughing inside.
"Okay, then I will refine you alive today."
Qin Feng was furious, chanting something and constantly making hand gestures, while the light on the Holy Buddha Bell below became even brighter.
The sound of Sanskrit rises again, as if billions of Buddhas are chanting scriptures together, inspiring people and sending blessings!
The monks moved away again, and more people were injured and died.
The scene was very solemn and dignified!
Sombre and murderous!
A moment later.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
…
The Holy Buddha Bell began to swing and tremble, and the Buddhist chants became even louder!
roar!
A wave of sound suppressed all the Sanskrit sounds.
roar!
The Sanskrit chanting began to become chaotic, as if countless ascetics were frightened.
roar!
The Sanskrit chanting became more chaotic, and there were screams coming from it, as if some monks had been injured and were experiencing pain.
roar!
The sound of Sanskrit disappears!
Qin Feng's mouth was bleeding, his facial features were distorted, and his body was shaking.
Thousands of people were shocked.
Everyone was frightened by the scene.
Boom!
There was another loud noise, like a huge hammer hitting Qin Feng's chest.
Qin Feng fell from a high altitude, his face pale, he collapsed to the ground, and blood began to flow from all his orifices.
boom!
Cracks began to appear on the body of the Holy Buddha Bell.
With a loud crash, the Holy Buddha Bell turned into a pile of scrap metal.
Tang Xiaobao, covered in golden light, stretched out his arms and stood there. He shone so brightly that people dared not look up at him.
"I told you, don't be so arrogant, it's useless."
As soon as Tang Xiaobao finished speaking, he took a step and stood in front of Qin Feng. He looked down at him and said sarcastically, "So, have you given up now?"
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